At least he's not suffering any adverse effects from exposure. Occlus retires to her cabin.

None that affect his excitement for books at any rate. He reads.

He's undisturbed for the rest of the night.

In the morning, Occlus says that they're going on a tomb expedition. "It will be a good learning experience, in a somewhat controlled setting."

"'Somewhat'?"

"These tombs are not pristine, but that doesn't mean they're risk-free."

"Fair enough. Are we looking for anything?"

"Not in particular."

"Okay," he shrugs.

"I want to see what you are able to find."

"Good luck to me, then, I guess."

"Quite. Gather what materials you expect to require and meet me outside in fifteen minutes."

What materials does he have available?

Drypack rations, picks, shovels, brushes, holo-imagers, reference material on Sith language and Korribani history, sidearms, medkits, armor, a high-ranking Imperial Reclamation Corps archaeologist...

Ooh can he take the archaeologist?

"Well, of course I'd be delighted!" says Lieutenant Drellick. "Korriban tombs are a perennial favorite, you know. There always seems to be something more, no matter how often they're explored."

"So Occlus tells me. I'm excited."

"Have you gathered any equipment yet?"

"You were the first thing I thought of to bring with me."

"Oh, I'm flattered. Now, let me see... Excavating equipment would be a waste, don't need any of that. Snacks and water is always a good idea, and we'll want a medkit, you never can tell, you know, but if you do wind up needing it you'll certainly be glad to have it. Handcams, of course. Oh, I miss Shalora."

"Oh?"

"One of our probe droids on Hoth. Tough old girl. Minus eighty and she just kept right on going!"

"What happened to her?"

"Left her with the rest of the unit. Lord Occlus's ship is nice enough, but there just wasn't enough room."

"Oh. That's a shame. Anyway, we should probably get those rations and the medkit, and probably some blasters."

They can gather those up and go meet Occlus.